RE-WRITE: TRAINING THE GIRLS

BY TOMMY
encoretommy@yahoo.fr

[ part 3 ]

Dave continued the gym session, occasionally ordering a girl to hold her position while the guard took photos. Over the next few days, photo collections would be made of all the girls, and sent to their clients.

“Okay, up everyone! Let’s have you touching your toes. Come on Sally, straighten those legs!” The young girl grunted with effort. She felt the man’s whip tap her thighs. “You’re not trying very hard, are you!” Dave said, tapping her a bit harder. He grinned as she pushed her legs back. “There, that’s better!”

Having completed various stretching exercises, a vaulting horse was placed in the centre of the room. The girls watched as Dave replaced the riding crop in the cupboard and picked up an old worn gymshoe-his favourite tool for encouraging the girls to run faster.

“Right girls, in a line- in order! Come on – over the horse! Placing himself at the side of the old leather horse, he waited for number one to run at it. Carol, the oldest girl, and the most experienced, she ran up to the horse and vaulted over it effortlessly, Dave’s slipper slapping her backside as she cleared the top.

“Good girl. Next one! Quickly, we haven’t got all day!” One by one the girls ran and jumped, each one receiving a resounding slap on the bottom to assist them. Dave smiled as one of the younger girls ran up, then stopped abruptly. She looked at him in dismay.

“Yes, I know, I know Rachel” he said laughing. “It’s a bit too high for you little ones. Just jump up and climb over it!” The little girl seemed to breath a sigh of relief and pulled herself over it. The slipper slapped down hard on her pert buttocks and she squealed. Dave looked at her sternly. “You’ll have to be a lot faster than that young lady!”

Ten minutes later he ordered them along one of the walls and got a few girls to move the tables to the side. The guard placed an empty jam jar next to each girl. “Now we have a little race” he explained, licking his lips. The sight of six young girls with red bottoms was most arousing. “You’ll see over there a large box full of small ping pong balls. You have to run and find the balls with your name on it and bring them back, one by one, to the box here. You each have twenty balls.

He paused. “The last two girls to finish will all get a good slippering and the very last girl will also receive a black ribbon. We’ll be having this contest every day so you better get used to it. One, two three…go!”

For a second there was nothing, then, en masse, the girls ran to the far wall. Dave and the guard looked on, big grins on their faces. The box holding the balls was only large enough for about two girls to rummage in and they scrambled furiously to find the ball with their name.

Being smaller, the younger girls were at a disadvantage but made up for it by pushing under the older girls to reach the box. The cries became louder as the contest progressed. Dave looked at his watch and sighed. “Come on you lot!” he shouted angrily. “Otherwise I may have to give all of you a ribbon!”

The first girls to finish stood along the wall, their faces full of relief. Dave watched the last five girls arrive and gripped the gymshoe. “Okay, Beverly and Rachel, over here!”

The small girls walked to him, tears already running down their cheeks, their eyes on his hands flexing the nasty rubber-soled gymshoe. Still panting and sweaty from their exertions, they lined up and, at his command, touched their toes. Dave gave each girl six hard slaps, curtly reminding them they’d get extra if they made too much noise.

“Oh, Rachel” he said gently, when he’d finished. “You have a black ribbon. Congratulations. It’s your first one. Here, make sure it goes on your uniform!” The tiny girl looked aghast as he placed it in her hand, and her sobs echoed around the room. Dave felt a twinge of pity for the girl. He shrugged. They had to be strict with the girls. It wasn’t just a matter of discipline. They had to get the girls used to receiving corporal punishment as quickly as possible, and their pain thresholds increased. The daily contests also ensured a certain rivalry among the girls.

“You have ten minutes to shower and put on your uniform and return for lunch. The last girl back gets a surprise!” The tone in which he said this left the girls in doubt as to the nature of the ‘surprise’. As they ran out, Dave helped the guards pull the tables back and slipped into the kitchen. Bread, cold meats, tinned vegetables and fruit were placed on large plates in the centre of the table.

He watched the first few girls return and ordered them to sit and start eating. He looked carefully at the older girls, checking their small breasts were through the holes. For Dave, meal times were a bore. He looked again at his watch. The last girl ran into the room and suddenly stopped and gazed at Dave in horror. She’d only just realised that she was the last one. He smiled at her expression. “Well, well, Beverly, so glad you could make it.” The busty eleven year old swallowed nervously and started to weep. Dave put his hands in his pockets for a second, then held them out in front of him. “Okay, choose a hand!” The small girl wiped a tear away and touched his right hand. He opened it and chuckled. “A nice silver ribbon just for you” he said, fixing it carefully onto her dress. “We are going to have fun tonight aren’t we!”

Snatching a quick sandwich, Dave walked to the schoolroom and got the next videos prepared. Twenty minutes later the girls filed quietly in. Dave waited patiently for the last two girls to arrive from their washing up duties.

“Okay girls, you can relax for fifteen minutes. We’re going to see a very nice film. I want to see you all stroking your nipples while you watch”

He dimmed the lights and started the video. The first part was very much a repeat of the morning’s film. Girls playing with each others breasts and nipples and enjoying it immensely. The second part was different. A small girl in blue knickers was shown rubbing her crotch and giggling. The giggling changed to sighs of contentment. Removing her knickers, she continued her childish attempts at masturbation until finally squealing in ecstasy as her young orgasm shook her body. Other scenes followed depicting girls playing with each other, culminating in close-ups of a finger stroking a small erect clitoris, girls with fingers deep inside their pussies and others inserting small vibrators and dildos. Dave watched the reaction of the girls. Some sat open-mouthed, others appeared to be excited, their hard nipples red from the fingers now rubbing frantically. The scenes continued, with girls in classical sixty-nine positions, their tongues darting in and out of moist pussies and writhing in ecstasy.

The film ended and Dave re-wound the cassette. “Now then” he said quietly, noting the flushed faces. “I’m going to play it again, and I want each of you to put your hand under your dress and stroke your pussy while you watch it. Explore everywhere and try and find the little bit that feels best. Can anyone tell me what it’s called?” A few hands shot up. “Yes Sally?” “Please sir, it’s the clitoris, thank you sir” she replied in a small voice. Dave smiled. “That’s right, the clitoris.” He started the film a second time. “Don’t forget to carry on playing with your nipples while you do it!”

Sitting back in his chair, he watched as the girls slid one hand down between their legs. So short were the skirts that not much was left to the imagination. He thought about the old training courses when girls were stripped and used almost immediately. No, this way was much easier. Slowly and surely getting them used to these new experiences. Less traumatic for the girls, easier for the men, and he was sure the clients benefited as well.

“If you feel that you want to go all the way and have an orgasm, I want you to stop what you’re doing” he said quietly, noticing how some of the older girls were breathing. “You will be allowed to orgasm, but when I say so!” He smiled. The younger girls were still not sure what he meant. No worry. The main point was to get them nice and wet.

He stood up and walked softly round the girls and knelt down next to Becky. The little six year old looked at him anxiously. “I just have to feel for a second.” He slipped his hand under her skirt. “Not there yet are you” he whispered. He kissed her cheek. “Don’t worry, just rub nice and gently till it feels nice.”

He repeated his checks with the other girls, trying not to laugh at their embarrassment at having his fingers exploring their most private place. All except the two youngest girls had managed to get themselves aroused. He wiped his hand on his trousers and stopped the film.

“Now we’re going to see another film which I’m sure you’ll all enjoy.” He replaced the video cassette with a different one. “Stand up please!” The girls rose obediently. “Lift your skirts and fasten them to the buttons next to the breast holes!” He held his breath, hoping they wouldn’t make a fuss. For a second the girls looked at him in horror, then, seeing there was no alternative, one by one they lifted the hem of their skirts right up, their faces red, exposing their tummies and privates to him.

“Good girls, you may sit down again” He started the video. “I want you to do the same as before. However this time, when you feel you want to have an orgasm, stand up and ask me politely if you may come! You remain standing until you’ve finished.” He scratched his nose. “Any girl who doesn’t orgasm will be punished.” He looked at the little ones. “As for you, at least make your pussies nice and wet. If I see you’re trying hard I may be easy on you!”

The effect of his words was clear. It took a lot longer for the girls to relax, but the film this time was one of his favourites and he chuckled at the girls reactions. Close-ups of girls bringing themselves to earth-shattering orgasms, teasing each other with penis-shaped dildos and vibrators, tongues darting in and out, red erect nipples massaged till they looked like they’d explode.

He dimmed the lights a bit more. Several of the girls were already breathing heavily, one hand rubbing feverously between their legs, the other playing with their hard little nipples. Dave leant back and waited. Sally stood up. “P..please sir, er, p..please can I come please sir, thank you sir.” Her voice was shaking. She was desperate for release. “Yes Sally, you may come” answered Dave in a low voice.

The girl’s legs shook as her fingers rubbed away, bringing herself to orgasm. Her shrill gasps appeared to be the catalyst. The eldest girl stood and asked for permission to come. “Very well Carol, you may come.” Dave walked round behind the younger ones and felt between their legs. “Very good….good girl…nice and wet..” He reached the little six year old and sighed. “Still dry Becky? What’s the matter? Don’t you like rubbing your little clit?”

The tiny girl looked at him in trepidation, a tear running down her cheek. “Please sir, it…it feels rude sir, thank you sir” she whispered. Dave stroked her hair. He was tempted to give her another ribbon as an example to the others. For a second he hesitated, then turned to the little girl next to her. “Okay, Rachel, kneel down here in front of her. Move your chair back a little. Good girl. Legs wide apart Becky! On the edge of your chair more.” He positioned the other girl so her face was a few inches from the other girl’s pussy.

“I want you to do what you saw in the film” he explained. “Use your mouth and tongue to get her clit nice and hard.” He waited to see if she’d understood. “Get that tongue as deep inside as you can and don’t stop until I say!”

He turned to the others. “In fact that’s a very good idea. “Christine, I want you kneeling down in front of Beverly and use your tongue. Get to work! In five minutes you swop places.

Sighing with satisfaction he enjoyed the spectacle and checked his watch. Did he have time? He thought of the plans for the next few hours. The punishment session was going to be longer than the previous one, and he wanted a hygiene inspection later as well. He sighed and went to a large cupboard near the door, grinning at some of the noises the girls were making. Good! Becky seemed to be enjoying the attention she was getting. He shook his head in amazement. Incredible how such a tiny girl could become so aroused.

A shrill moaning filled the air. Dave gazed in astonishment as the chubby ten year old suddenly writhed, her hands pushing hard against the head of the girl before her, driving the kneeling girl’s tongue deeper into her young pussy. What on earth?

“Beverly, I seem to remember telling you to ask permission before having your orgasm” said Dave quietly. The girl looked at him with glazed eyes. Fuck! She was a hot one, thought Dave. Secretly delighted, he couldn’t allow her to break the rules. He took a pink ribbon from his pocket and stuck it on her dress. “Next time, I expect you to exhibit greater self-control!” he said icily, chuckling at the expression on her face. “Now get down and do the same to Christine!”

She moved slowly, the dumb realisation of having a second ribbon on her dress competing with the electricity still coursing through her young body. Dave watched her kneel down and press her mouth against the other girl’s crotch, tears starting to flow. The eleven year old wiped her mouth and sighed as she felt her partner’s tongue sliding into her wet pussy. “Come on, rub those nipples as well!” She obeyed, her small fingers flicking her hard nipples faster and faster. Dave smiled. He’d never seen an eleven year old girl with such well developed titties. Certainly would be popular with the clients! He saw the tell-tale frisson sweep the girl’s body. “Sir, please sir, I..I mean… please can I come sir…thank you sir..sir..please sir…” Her voice had an edge of panic to it. Dave laughed. “Okay Christine, you may come.” Her body shook and she pressed her thighs hard together as the orgasm came.

Having ordered both girls to stand up and don’t move, he turned his attention to the two youngest. He shook his head in amusement at the sight. The diminutive six year old was perched on the edge of her chair, her tiny hands stroking the red curly hair of the other girl’s head between her legs. Such a strange expression on her face, thought Dave. He gently pulled the red haired girl away. “Okay, you play with your own pussies now. Let’s see you have a nice orgasm. You saw how the others did it.” The little girls looked at him nervously, their hands between their legs. Dave felt a twinge of pity. Poor kids! So much harder for them than for the older girls. Nevertheless, it was perfectly possible if they tried long enough. Experience had taught him that.

Two minutes later he looked at his watch and shrugged. “Okay, stop now! Let’s see how you’re doing.” He knelt down in front of the seven year old and pulled a wisp of hair from her eyes. “Legs further apart please Rachel. Yes, you as well” he said, smiling at the other girl. He slid his hand between her legs and grinned. “My, you are wet aren’t you” he whispered, smiling. “I bet you were very close to coming, weren’t you?” Rachel looked confused, then nodded shyly. “Well we don’t have time now, but I’ll be giving you another chance a bit later.”

He moved to the tiny girl next to her and stroked her cheek. Shit, Becky was so cute! Lovely round cheeky face to match her round cuddly bottom, thought Dave, his finger gently exploring her small pussy. “Hmm, well, a lot wetter than before, but you still have a lot of practice to do – both of you!” He stood up and yawned. “I know I should give you both ribbons for failing to come, but because you’re the youngest, I’m going to give you another chance.” He saw the look of relief on their faces and laughed. “We’ll be having another session later, and I expect you both to perform properly… or else!”

From a cupboard on the wall he took a large box and placed it on his desk. Inside were a large assortment of red balls gags, leather cords of varying lengths, small chains and even a few small butt-plugs. What on earth were they doing there, he thought, removing them from the box. They should be outside, ready for tomorrow’s session!

He checked the time again and clapped his hands loudly. “Okay girls, you can all sit down. Face the front and pay attention.” He held up a ball gag and a chain for all to see. “I am going to put one of these in your mouth and tie your hands behind your back. It won’t be very comfortable at first, but certainly won’t be painful. Now, Carol, stand up please!”

The plump thirteen year old stood up nervously, smoothing her dress and glancing at the others. He’d said it wouldn’t hurt, but… “Open wide” whispered Dave gently. Slowly he forced the soft rubber ball between her teeth and quickly secured the Velcro straps behind her head. “There wasn’t bad was it? Hands behind your back. Good girl.” It was finished in seconds. Seeing that the process appeared painless, the other girls followed without a murmur. He stood back and nodded in satisfaction

He chuckled. At least he’d be guaranteed some peace. He looked at the smallest girls and bit his lip, trying not to laugh. So sweet with their ball-gags!

“I think you all remember what I told you about the microphones” he said, wiping his forehead. “Any noise whatsoever and you all get thrashed!” He walked to the door. “This exercise is simply to get you used to wearing these things. You remain absolutely still for the next thirty minutes.” He opened the door and paused. “The security cameras will be on, so we’ll see everything you do!”

He walked out, yawning. Shit, he needed a break! Thirty minutes? Fuck that! Give ‘em an hour!

There was silence. Carol looked around her. What the hell was going on? She saw the other girls on their chairs, not daring to move. Sally caught her eye and shook her head, at the same time looking around her nervously. The younger girls just sat with their eyes on the floor. Rachel shifted in her chair. Would the man come back soon? She needed to pee. Thirty minutes? Was that a long time? She hoped not.

Beverly ran her tongue over the red rubber ball. It tasted disgusting! She saw Christine looking at her and her eyes narrowed. It had been Christine who’d talked in bed last night and had them both whipped! How she’d like to get her own back! Just you wait!

Becky had started crying and glanced at Rachel who immediately started crying herself. If only Mommy and Daddy would come! They’d tell these men off! Nobody had ever smacked her bottom before – or touched her…there! If only…if only she could be back at school, the teacher telling them a story. She closed her eyes and tried to pretend she was back in her warm, cosy classroom, her friends giggling and playing around her. She opened her eyes, then shut them again, very tightly. All the girls were crying now. Every single one!

“Fucking hell, are they serious?” Dave was reading a printed-out email, thrust into his hand. He looked at Mike, then laughed. “Bastards! Bet they all have new computers!” Mike nodded and handed his friend a cup of tea. “Came a few minutes ago” he said, putting his own cup down. “Some of our clients want videos of the girls. Can’t blame them really” he continued, grinning at Dave’s expression. “Besides, shouldn’t be a problem. We can video them today and I’ll edit it and send it with the pics tomorrow.” Dave sighed. Mike, as usual, had everything figured out.

“Yeah, okay. We can do some during the PE session and later at bedtime. Just before the punishment session.” He grinned. “Should be fun!”

The girls sat up straight. Dave entered and surveyed the six frightened faces before him. He noticed a few of them fidgeting. Of course! “Any of you need the toilet?” he asked in a friendly tone. Rachel and Beverly nodded, their eyes bulging. Dave laughed and untied their hands.

“Okay, go and be quick about it” he said, opening the door. “No, you keep those in for now” he said sternly, as Rachel touched her mouth. “The ball-gags stay in. Now go!”

“Normally we try to fit in two PE lessons every day” said Dave, sitting down. “I’m sure you all agree that it’s important to keep fit.” He looked at his watch. “We have just one more topic to cover now, then you can go and get some exercise.”

The door opened and the two girls came in, looking rather embarrassed. “Ah Rachel and Beverly. Come here please, yes here, in front of me.” Dave smiled. “Did you both remember about washing yourself after using the toilet?” Rachel looked terrified and Dave sighed. Beverly looked at him in horror, a tear already forming. He shook his head. Stupid girls! Why on earth couldn’t they remember such basic rules. Always the same!

“So, just to be clear, neither of you washed and dried either your bottom or pussy? Nod your head if that’s true!” Rachel burst into tears, muffled sounds coming from behind her ball-gag. There was a pause, then both girls nodded their heads, their guilt evident from the stream of tears rolling down their faces.

“Hmm, well thank you for being honest. At least I don’t have to examine you” said Dave softly. He raised his voice. “Breaking the rules on personal hygiene is an extremely serious offence!” From his pocket, he withdrew a handful of ribbons. “Each girl receives three ribbons, a black, pink and silver one!” The girls looked down in terror as the man stuck their new ribbons next to the others.”

Dave whistled softly. “Wow, Beverly! Seven ribbons! A black, three pink, a blue and two silver ones!” He looked at the smaller girl and chuckled. “Let’s see. You’ve got two black, a pink and a silver. Oh Rachel, you are going to have a sore bottom, aren’t you!”

The little girls were sent back to their places, their legs shaking, sobbing uncontrollably. Dave licked his lips. They were going to have such fun later!

“Just to remind you all,” Dave raised his voice again. “When you visit the toilet, you are to use the bidets afterwards. You sit on it, turn on the water and wash your pussy and anus with soap.” He saw the confused and frightened look on some faces and groaned. Of course! “The anus is your bottom hole” he explained, his tone a bit kinder. “You put soap on your fingers and stick them as far as you can in your pussy, then do the same to your anus. When you’ve rinsed the soap off, you take the paper towels and dry yourself thoroughly.”

“Now, perhaps we can all get on with some work.” He dimmed the lights. “I’m just going to untie you all. When you have your hands free, reach behind your head, undo the strap and place the red ball-gags on the table.”

He started the video and sat back to watch it. A group of nude girls examining a red carrot shaped object and giggling. One of them pressed a switch and a loud humming noise filled the air. One girl used it to tickle another’s tummy, laughing out loud as the vibrator was snatched away.

Dave glanced at Rachel and Beverly and was pleased to see they’d calmed down, their eyes riveted on the screen.

The scene changed. The vibrator switched hands. Different girls. A close up of a girl teasing her nipples. Then lower. Between the thighs. Closer, closer, then.. A little girl, only eight or nine sitting on the edge of a chair, legs wide apart, teasing her pussy with the humming object. Another girl sliding it inside herself, moaning in ecstasy.

Similar scenes followed. Close-ups of the vibrator entering young vaginas, earth shattering orgasms, tiny girls moaning with pleasure. One girl was shown on her back, clasping her knees to her chest while other girls pushed dildos into her pussy and anus at the same time.

The video ended. Dave could hear the girls breathing heavily. Oh yes, they’d enjoyed that!

“Right girls, you’ve seen the first video. While we watch the second one, I want you to copy exactly what you see. Here, I’ll just give you…” Swiftly, he placed a small red vibrator on each desk.

“Sit on the edge of your chair, that’s right. No further back Sally. Now then, skirts up!” There was a two or three second delay while the girls absorbed this order, then, one by one, they raised the hem of their short dresses and fastened them to the two buttons near the breast holes.

Dave saw the older girls blushing and shook his head. When would they get used to it? Never mind. The second PE session would help. Not to mention the punishments they had coming later!

“Okay, now take the vibrator, turn it on. Yes Sally, the button at the end. Good girl! Now…”

He dimmed the lights again and started the next video. “Remember, I want to see every girl copying the girl on the screen!”

With soft music in the background, the young ten year old in the video played with a vibrator, touching her breasts, thighs and finally, opening her legs wide, gently teasing her pussy. Close-ups of her red pussy lips being pushed apart, then the vibrator delving deeper for a second.

The video finished and Dave grinned at the expressions on the girls’ faces. Carol, Sally and Christine were flushed and breathing rather heavily. The others looked excited too, but still embarrassed and confused about what they were doing.

“Right, I’m going to start the last video now” said Dave quietly. “I want every girl to have an orgasm.” He looked at Rachel and Becky. “I mean every girl!” You can do whatever you like while you’re watching, but ask permission before you come!”

The final video was similar to the first, but faster and louder. Writhing girls shaking and screaming as they used the vibrator to bring themselves to orgasm. A stiff clitoris teased, pussies opened, vibrators thrust deeper inside. Dave remembered when they’d made the film years ago. Shit, the editing had taken forever, but what fun!

As he’d guessed, both Carol and Sally begged for permission to come within seconds of each other and he watched amused as they sat on the edge of their chairs shaking before finally slumping back, a look of bewilderment and exhaustion on their faces. Christine followed soon after and Dave laughed as she squealed loudly. Oh yes, she’d enjoyed that!

His own enjoyment of the spectacle was cut short by frantic cries and moans from the two girls next to her. What the fuck? Dave looked on in amazement as both Rachel and Beverly appeared to violently clench their buttocks, their legs closing tightly as they orgasmed. Beverly, suddenly realising what she’d done croaked out “Sir, please can I come sir, thank you sir?” Dave ignored her. Too late! Little Rachel’s face was a sight to behold, a mixture of ectasy, apprehension and fear all in one. Lucky kid, thought Dave. First ever orgasm of her life. What an experience! Nevertheless, both of them had come without asking permission!

Very quietly, he crouched down next to Becky and slid his hand between her legs, taking her hand holding the vibrator in his. “Hey little one, what’s wrong? Having trouble finding the right spot? Here, let me try!” The little girl bit her lip and blushed as the man took the vibrator and tilted it up slightly.

Becky gasped and tensed as a strong tingling feeling grew from somewhere inside her pussy. “There, you see” said Dave, kissing her cheek. “You have to put the end of the vibrator against your clitoris, then play with it till the nice feeling gets really strong. Then just let it all come out!”

He stood up and went back to his seat. The video still had a few minutes to go.

“When the film ends, I want every girl to have their vibrator pushed all the way into their pussy” said Dave quietly, not wishing to disturb Becky, who, having been shown the exact spot, was now rocking backwards and forwards, an expression of intense concentration on her face. “I’ll be coming round and checking. You all saw girls doing it in the film, so there’s no excuse.”

Dave leant back and yawned. Apart from perhaps the two oldest girls, he doubted very much that they’d get it in more than halfway, but it was vital to start them stretching their vaginas, and far better to do it gradually than the old fashioned way. He shuddered as he remembered the very first training sessions, five years ago.

He was snapped out of his reverie by the sound of a chair having its legs bounced around. At last. All the girls were gazing at little Becky who, her legs now pressed tightly together, was shaking violently and panting loudly. A little scream escaped between her lips and she suddenly shuddered and gazed straight ahead, her eyes unfocused.

“Good girl Becky. However you forgot to ask permission before you came! Please do what the other girls are doing and push your vibrator in as far as it will go!”

He’d had enough. Fuck, look at the time! “Right, lets’ see!” He had a quick look around. “Carol, Sally, good! All the way in. The rest of you, well, that’s a black ribbon each for not trying hard enough. As for you three…” He gazed at Rachel, Beverly and Becky, trying his best to look serious. “You came before asking permission! In theory, you should all have a pussy whipping for that, but under the circumstances, I’m going to give you another black ribbon.”

The little girls looked on in horror as the ribbons were stuck on their dresses. Beverly swallowed, then burst into tears. It wasn’t fair! Nine ribbons! Dave chuckled. “Hmm, I bet you’ll be sleeping on your tummy tonight! Still, next time perhaps you’ll try a bit harder!”

He saw the other girls were starting to cry as well and clapped his hands. Had to keep them busy! “Okay girls, Stand up! Good. You can put your dresses back down. Take your ball gag and vibrator with you to the bathroom, wash and dry them well and place them on the shelf next to your peg. Then change into your PE kit. Three minutes. Come on, move! I have plenty more ribbons!”

He watched them all rush out, bottoms and titties wobbling as they jostled to be first out, frantically unbuttoning their dresses at the same time. Rachel and Becky turned and caught his eye and he smiled. Their cute bubble butts were still on show just begging to be spanked. Well, they wouldn’t have to wait long!

The girls were just in the process of removing their dresses as Dave came into their changing room. Blushing fiercely, they pulled their tight PE vests over their heads as quickly as possible, their tears still running as they realised that once again, everything from the waist down was in full view.

“Carol and Sally, stay behind for a few minutes please” said Dave, chuckling at the panic on the girls faces. “The rest of you, take your black ribbons and line up facing the wall. Come on Rachel, don’t cry. Yes, I know it’s your very first punishment, but there’ll be plenty more, I promise!” He watched them all run out and down the corridor, then turned to the two oldest girls. Sally saw his eyes run over her and blushed. Please don’t let him keep looking at her privates! It was horrible! She swallowed and looked down, realising for the first time how the thin tight material outlined her breasts and nipples.

“Where do you have your hands Carol?” asked Dave quietly, a hint of menace in his voice. The large thirteen year old, having instinctively covered herself, jumped and moved her hands to her side, biting her lip as her plump little pussy was exposed to his gaze. “P..please sir, sorry sir…I mean oh thank you sir.” Dave nodded. “That’s better.”

He turned and took two razors from the shelf. “While you are here, you will keep your pussies shaved smooth. Pubic hair is not permitted.” He gave the girls a second for this to sink in. “I know you don’t have much, but you will remove it with these razors and ensure that you stay completely smooth. To make it easier, you will shave each other. Of course that means that if one of you is not smooth, you’ll both be punished!” He nodded at the sink. “You take some soap and warm water and spread it over the area to be shaved. It’s easier that way. You have five minutes. When you’ve finished, come to the hall. Since you don’t have any black ribbons, you can start doing knee-bends in time to the music like last time. ”

He went to leave and turned, his eyebrows raised. Sally rushed to the sink, her long hair swirling around her head as she quickly soaped her hand before turning and kneeling in front of Carol. Dave allowed himself a few seconds to enjoy the spectacle. Carol’s face!